The Weight of Sorrow

a poem by Lady Shaula Salathe, Australia -

A frail woman.My friend.Bent in two under the weight of sorrowTwo men hold herbut cannot support her.Her weight is too great and there seems to be a connecting pullbetween the ground andher tiny body,wanted to enter the earthin honest exchangefor her daughter’s.Her wrenching sobstear at my earsand fill my eyes with heat.Her arms beat awkwardlyiIn the air and find, to hold, Nothing.